March 31, 1996

RIP JLP

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Underneath where nobody finds me
All the brothers are gone
I can see the passing refugees
Flowing, they are flowing

Nobody saw it get to my head
No, they can’t find me
Calling loud deep in the dark ravine
Flowing, oh, I’m flowing

Flowing back along the village river bed
As the water flows underneath my head

All the brothers have gone back overseas
Girlies pass me by
I had the meanest heart you’ve ever seen
Flowing, oh, I’m flowing

If I could crawl out of this yawning earth
Go find Suzy-Boo
We’d smoke gold in the dreamland too
Flowing, we are flowing

Flowing by my river to the sea
By my mean old spirit in the trees

I turned my face to the sound above
No, they can’t see me
Old bones are just food for the trees
Flowing, oh, I’m flowing

There was lies and fires in the hills
Down the living streets
Their smoke blows back my memories
Flowing, they are flowing

Flowing down the river to the sea
Flowing mean old bones in the stream

If these bones could ever sail a while
For an extra mile
They’d flow just like the river Nile
Flowing, they are flowing

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JLP

Come down to the willow garden
with me
come go with me
come go and see

Although I’ve howled across fields and my eyes
turned grey
are yours still the same?
are you still the same?

Carry Home
I have returned
through so many highways
and so many tears

Your letter never survived the heat of
my hand
my burning hand
my sweating hand

Your love never survived the heat of
my heart
my violent heart
in the dark

Carry Home
I have returned
through so many highways
and so many tears

Carry Home to where I am from
carry to the place that I have come
carry to the dust and flies behind me
carry to the cracks and caves on the face of me

Oh, but I didn’t change, I just had to work
Yeah, but I didn’t change, I just had to work
and now I’m home, and now I’m home
do you still want me?
Now, that I’m home

Come down to the willow garden with me
come go with me
come go and see